Wednesday, December 28, 2011
When you lean over my heart, as a blossom
While it rains, the nectar is dripping into my soul
And I forget even my existence in the inebriation
Filling up with delicious subtlety, swaddling me
And whisking me away, into the unknown realms of love.
Like the sweetest potion filling up a goblet;
Like a bud sprouting in a parched arid wilderness…
The tiny breeze has just brushed your locks
Idly fondling with its delicate fingers and
In an instant you transformed into a dazzling spring;
A blossoming Magnolia, presenting a rare fragrance.
I sense the sweet scent of Sandalwood percolating
From the moonlight revered by the doe eyed clouds
Rollicking in its bosom and fondling its velvety limbs.
Suddenly you become a sonnet in the harp of my heart,
And a melody erupts in the flute of my heartbeats….
Friday, December 23, 2011
You were the one who soothed
My scorched feet
Walking on the embers on
The rugged path of life.
The giant tree spreading
Its branches of ceaseless love
Giving shelter and shade
In the arid summer ;
That very tree has now uprooted
In the twister, and the branches
Burned out to ashes ,
And has lost to the world.
Helpless I go on my
Through the dark tunnels
Of my unknown future.
My beloved skylark,
You have flown away, breaking
The bars of the cage, which was my love .
The music of your fluttering wings
Also have melted into the firmament.
You will never comeback to this
Nest of my love- into this empty cage!
This cursed life…..
I saved only one thing!
The plumes of splendor, you have
Shed in the empty cage you have left.........
Sunday, December 18, 2011
“Rise and shine” she said.
The smell of fresh coffee conquered the nostrils.
She stood there simpering.
A silhouette against the window.
The scent of aromatic hair oil diffusing;
Fragrance of imprisoned jasmines,
Emanated from her braids.
A dulcet ditty! A ripple of prettiness!
She opened the window panes and cast
The curtains to one side, allowing the morning
Breeze, to caress our body, with a sweet chill.
Morning mist swallowed the perfume of the soil,
Lurked over the vista, like smoke, as the
Green meadows exhaled vapor.
Sodden earth, trying to grin, in the early light.
A forlorn tree cast its long shadow,
Over the placid waters of the pond.
Silvery clouds rubbed shoulders amid the blue sky,
While wandering over the hills and dales.
Somewhere, in the ground floor, a baby
Was crying, for the mother’s breast.
A lonely row-boat slithered over the calm
Water of the lake, dodging the water hyacinths
Floating, in full glory with its purple flowers;
Some one trying to catch a stray fish with a rod.
Birds chirping in the air; in the distance, echo
The melodious whistle, of a stranded train.
The nature in philharmony!
I am in euphoria, a trance, a stupor…
I am a part of this wonderful universe!
“Drink that coffee, before it gets cold”.
I thought I heard a far away voice,
Rippling in the air, telling me...
It broke my reverie; she was there near me.
I pulled her hand and drew her to my side.
A prologue, to the sweetest moments of matrimony!
A lullaby for the soul….
Thursday, December 8, 2011
When it becomes incessant agonies
And even your simper in my memory
Is identified as a thousand lumps
In the throat with sighs;
When life separates us as humdrum
Strangers in quick moves in a jiffy;
Just save for our destiny and prospect
A long silence…
A drop of tear…
A handful of affectionate words,
Besides a sanguine expectation
Extending from you to me…